"Okay, then if she comes next time, you go and deal with it." Wusheng shook his hand.

"It's not okay to be a teacher." Monk Kongxu waved his hand.

"Qianqiu is so beautiful!"

"A beauty is a disaster, let alone a female ghost!"

"I really want to tear this broken mouth!" Wu Sheng took a deep breath.

"Hey, since it was agreed by the seniors in the temple, we had no choice but to do so, but we were willing but not able to do it. We agreed to help her, but she didn't say specifically what it was. It's hard to say when it was. Maybe it was a year later, maybe ten years later, or a hundred years later, what do you think?"

"Amitabha, the abbot's senior brother is right." Monk Kongxu said with his hands together.

"What, this is all, senior brother?" Wusheng turned his head and looked at the monk Wudou who had not spoken, but found that the other party was there and giggling foolishly.

"I've been traveling for a day and I haven't eaten anything."

"I'll cook for you." Monk Wudiao turned around and left the room, went to the kitchen to prepare supper for Wusheng.

Wusheng also went out, and he didn't want to stay with these two unreliable monks at all.

One is more shameless than the other.

After seeing Wusheng leave, Monk Kongkong closed the door and stared at the small stupa placed on the table.

"I didn't expect that this pagoda could be returned to Lanruo Temple again! It was retrieved from a ghost immortal." His tone was quite emotional.

"This is an opportunity. Unfortunately, most of the above Buddhist teachings have been consumed. Otherwise, we will be more confident in dealing with the blood mist." Monk Kongxu said.

"It's good to come back. As for Buddhism, but after practicing again, I feel more and more that Wusheng is really destined to Lanruo Temple!"

"Senior Brother, the rice you cook is so delicious." Wusheng raised his thumbs up while eating.

"My junior brother has been awarded too much." Wuniao said with a smile.

"Really, this is not a boast. I have been going down the mountain for so long, and I have also gone to many places and visited many restaurants and inns, but none of the dishes they cooked there can compare to you. It's a pity that you are a monk."

"I think he's good here." Wudue replied very seriously.

After hearing this, Wusheng just smiled and continued to lower his head to eat.

After dinner, he was about to continue his practice, but he saw Monk Kongxu staggeringly coming from there.

"Master, don't read books?"

"Well, I'm always tired, so I'll go out to have an activity and have a rest." Monk Kongxu shook his arms while walking.

"Master, why do I think you are getting fat again?"

"Illusion, absolutely illusion."

"I won't talk nonsense to you anymore, I'm going to practice."

"Wusheng, have you passed by Jinhua when you come back this time?"

"I passed by, walked around the city and came back."

"Nothing was found?"

"Exception?" Wusheng turned his head and looked at the fat monk beside him.

"There is an abnormality, haunted, and a ghost who specializes in slandering his face. Master, don't go. You are so shameless. If you go, you will definitely be targeted by him." Wusheng said.

"When talking about serious matters, you didn't find anything else except that evil spirit?"

"The rest, nothing, what's wrong? Master, can you say something directly, don't go around with me here?"

"You haven't seen a special team?"

"Special team, what team?"

"It's good if I didn't see it. I heard that this time the emperor sent four great generals to lead troops to patrol the four directions. Recently, a god general would pass by Jinhua City."

"Can it be the killed blood general Luo Lie?"

"It's not him. His main task is to protect King An who appeared in Lin'an City. I don't know why he ran there. Another god general who came to Jinhua was named Tieshan."

"This name is very hard!"

"It's not just a hard name, but a hard person, and it's famously difficult to deal with," said Monk Kongxu.

"Master, you know a lot about the affairs of the court. What will the four great gods do when inspecting the four directions?"

"It is understandable that the court will do such a move when the gods are sent to inspect the world.

"What does that have to do with us?" Wusheng asked in confusion.

Lanruo Temple is located in a remote and deep mountain, and few people will notice that even if those gods really quell the chaos, they would not have come to them that night!

"It is called quelling chaos. Who knows what they are actually going to do? Those gods killed many practitioners along the way, but they really have little to do with us, just ask."

"Then don't think too much, let's solve the problems we are facing now."

After chatting with Wusheng for a while, Monk Kongxu slowly walked around the yard for two more times, and then went back to his room to sleep.

Wusheng looked up at the moon covered by clouds in the sky.

After practicing for a while, he also went back to his room to rest in the middle of the night.

The next morning, just as the sky was dawn, Wusheng got up early and started his day's practice. He stopped until the sun was at the middle of the sky. After lunch, he continued to carefully ponder the ancient painting under the Bodhi tree in the yard. Anyway, this is Lanruo Temple, and there are no outsiders.

The monk Kongxu, who had nothing to do, walked leisurely and came to his side.

"What are you looking at? You're so enchanting?"

"A painting."

"Draw, let's take a look." Monk Kongxu looked over and looked.

"What's the mess, like a ghostly talisman." Kongxu said with a smile.

He turned around and walked for a few steps, then stopped suddenly, turned around, rushed to Wusheng's side, and snatched the painting from Wusheng's hand.

"What are you doing?" Wusheng stared at Monk Kongxu when he saw this.

But I found that the monk who had not passed by him very much on weekdays showed a rare seriousness on his face. No, it should be said that he was solemn.

"Where did you get this painting?"

"I got it when I was robbing the tribute outside Kecheng. What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with this painting?" I was stunned when I saw his master's expression.

"This is a broken painting, without artistic conception!" The monk Kongxu threw it away casually, and the painting fell into Wusheng's hands again.

"Broken paintings, broken paintings will be sent to the capital as tributes. You have no eyesight, don't talk nonsense." Wusheng said disdainfully.

"You wait."

He came to the front of the Kongxu Monk and stared at him.

"You're fooling me again?"

"When will you miss you? No." Monk Kongxu waved his hand.

"Your eyelids are twitching, you are nonsense again, and your right hand is trembling slightly, which means that you are not calm at this moment, nervous, excited, happy, etc. Tell me, what is the problem with this painting?" Wusheng pointed to the eyes of the monk Kongxu, and pointed to his hand hiding in his sleeve.

"Hiss, have you improved your skills a lot this time?" Kongxu said in amazement.

"Okay, stop being poor, tell me what's wrong with this painting."

"There is no problem with painting, it is because the painter has a problem."

"The person who painted?" Wusheng held the painting in his hand, without any signature on it, so he couldn't tell who the author was?

"Master, do you know who is the person who paints this?"

“Looks like.”

"Who do you look like? Don't keep it aside!"

"A crazy man with the surname Mo forgot what his name was." Monk Kongxu waved his hand and left.

"you……"

Wusheng felt that the fat monk must be lying to him again.

He looked at the painting for a while, and his mind slowly sank. The ink in the painting dispersed, as if it turned into a cloud floating in the sky, the snow in winter, the rain floating in the air, and then gathered together, forming a long rainbow, a big river, a gust of wind, and then separated, turning into swords, flying swords, like floating rain, like flying snow, like strong wind, sharp, dense, and after dispersing, they gathered together again, forming a sword, a sword intent, coming towards us, and being unable to avoid it.

ah!

Wusheng suddenly woke up from the painting and found that the sky around him had already darkened.
Chapter completed!